King Scot waisted no time and hurried to Livingdale. For the first time in over three years he felt worthy to stand before Meryln and talk to her again. Different scenarios on how she would receive him played in his head but nothing prepared him for what really happened. He found Meryln washing blood from her hands, her face and clothes soaked with blood.
“What do want here Scot?” Meryln asked angrily. She was already in a bad mood and Scot was the last person she needed around her home.
“You are covered in blood” King Scot pointed out the obvious, ignoring her question.
“I told you that my brother will be avenged” she responded, her eyes blazing with anger.
King Scot commanded his guards to search around. “That’s a lot of blood Meryln, you didn’t..” he could not complete his sente
